"..."
Gu Liancheng swallowed, silently chiding himself to endure!
This child never liked being close to him. Tonight, his injury had only just elicited a hint of sympathy. He absolutely could not risk undoing that impression easily.
"OK, let's just casually chat this evening. You don't seem to like me very much?"
"I was initially indifferent, no question of liking or disliking," Fang Jiujiu casually shrugged, "To me, you're just a stranger, as seen by any other stranger. If it hadn't been for this exposure, we would not have met, right? To me, you are the same as the others on TV, visible but untouchable."
"You're a clever child; you would have found me through your own efforts. After all, I am your father, right? Every child has a father. Don't you also wish you had a father? Like Cute, she always wanted a mother."
"And then...?" Fang Jiujiu turned his head, looking at Gu Liancheng, "I found you, and what would change? You wouldn't divorce Eleven?"
